The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1887-03-17

o Jonah"
"why, do You think q storm will come
on,n
ut does not look like settled weather, I
must say" replied the Captain cautiously.
But you can always scud, you know"
"Thank you," replied Hemphill. "But,
seriously, Lady Pardock, II you fear"
Fear! l feari No; think Captain
Armstrong is afraid. Let us go, Mr.. Hemp
hill" He at once gavo the word to shove
OF. The yacht was lying at little distance
out, as tho tide was low So we went on
board, whittier Mrs. Cardewe had already
proceeded. Captain Armstrong had merely
taken of his hat when Lady Pardock re-
ferred to him so contemptuously. But I
knew quite well she respected his nature
and his cool firmness, for all her coldness
to him. was certain she thought of what
he said. for more than once had heard her
talking to her boy, and he told her what his
friend, the Captain, had hidden him do.
Lady Pardock had always agreed with her
son on these occasions. Sowhen we reached
the yacht she spoke to the sailing master
and asked him what he thought Of the
weather.
"Fair and square, my lady; think It will
change afore night, but, so far, see moth
ing to be alarmed about"
"Perhaps the boy had better 20 ashore, ~
said Mr.. Cardewe.
'Nonsense!" said Mr.. Hemphill. "Mrs.
Farmer wants a sail as we'll as ourselves.
Let the lad remain. You'd like the sea, Sir
Joceiynl"
70, yes?' he laughed; II 1--we the sea-"
That decided the question. remained.
and we were soon under way, rushing do vn
the coast in tho direction Of Portland Pill
Captain Armstrong watched as for awhi.e,
and then, waving his hat as q farewell,
turned up the path toward the manor.
He encountered Charley and an old fisher
man on the way, and stopped, as sailors like
to talk with sailors.
'The Firefy's of, I see SIR" said old
Barnes.
"Yes," replica the Captain; ''she's bound
for Lulworth and Weymouth. Iexpcct the
passengers will return by train"
$50 do l, sir. They'll never work ag'in
this wind. When the tide flows again the
wine will raise, I expect"
'Then they'll have fine breeze to carry
them DOWN.
"Aye, ave, sir; little too much, I'm
thinking, II it veers q couple Of points "
The Captain nodded. Then he sad
81 will run over aud meet them at wey-
mouth" and Charley watched him as he
went, thinking, as he told me aftcrward,
how cool he was.
There are some servants who manage to
find out every thing, or to be present when
there Is any thing to find out. was never
one of these spying ones, for what I hear
and see say outright; but Peter, the butler,
certainly managed to pick out plums OF
on oQiv Hxyhi A$
ever obtain glimpse of. I suspect Peter
papers about what guests cot and drink. or
how ladies are dressed, and who they
shear" they are going to marry-s low class
OF gossip, in my opinion.
However, l must say but for Peter we
should never have heard how Captain Arm
strong tapped the round westher.glass in
the hall, and stood at the garden door
watching the clouds, though he only pre-
tended to be smoking. Peter gave him
every attention at luncheon, and waited
until the Martyn-Henrys rose Then the
sailor said:
''What are you going to do this after
noon"
"We thought Of going to Weymouth for
a couple Of hours. We can drive across, or
catch the three o'clock train"
~ intended going Also May accompany
you" said the Captain.
II wonder you didn't 60 in the Fircfiy,
them" remarked Miss Gladys Il can't get
accustomed to "Mrs. Martyn-Henry," some
how-she had been Miss Gladys Anderson), -,
''If had, there would have been nobody
to takc them dry Clothes" remarked the
sailor. Captain.
DRY clothes! What do you mean. You
don't pretend to say there will be rain this
afternoon with this wind" cried Captain
Msrtyn-Henry. "Why, it's lovely day.
$50 it is," acquiesced the sailor, ''but fine
days do not last forever. Do you see those
long white wisps Of cloud' Do you see that
dark line to windward, and the bank of
clouds in the southwestw
"Yes-southwestl The wind is south
east, Captain Armstrong"
Miss Gladys smiled as she said this. "iu
pity for the Captains ignorance, suppose"
said Peter afterward.
"The wind is in those clouds it will blow
from the southwest before night; and, with
this ripple and tide, raise a nice surf on the
Chesil bank. That's about the only banl.
in England on which do not care for O
check"
swell, we may as we'll drive. 1t is only
easily" So they went. Captain Arm.
strong ordered some dry clothes for the
ladies', greatly TO the amusement of the
maid who packed them in the portmanteau.
While these preparations were being
made, the quiet Captain sauntercd on, tell.
ing them to pick him up at Farmers cot
tagc. Charley was at home, and old Mrs.
had looked in at the children.
81 think you're sensible young fellow,
Farmer" said the sailor. "Just put few
OF your wifc's things in o carpet bag or box,
and I'll take them to Weymouth. The
yacht will get wet, expect" Charley was
not so much surprised, as he had been talk.
ing with Barnes, the fisherman. But he
said
"I'll bring them over, sir; thank you
heartily"
mo, come with US. You can sit with
Roberts. Make haste. Have you any clothes
line handyw
"Clothes-line I" exclaimed Charley. 'sPlen.
IT,"
''Then bring it. Bring all you have. 1t
will do to tie up the other bundles" no NUT
cred.
Charley's preparations had hardly been
completed when the wagonette came in
'ight.
"Here you are, then y, Exclaimed Captain
Henry; lyon seem determined to bring lug.
gage enough"
"Just a change all round" was the reply.
sAll right"
The coachman touched his horses gently
With the whip. and OFF they started. The
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